We believe the midnight cry has gone forth. We cannot but recognize the result of that cry in the large measure of attention which has been given during the last 100 years to the glorious truth of the Lord’s coming. For centuries, not a sound was heard about the Bridegroom’s return.
“My Lord delayeth His coming,” was the plain language of the professing church.
Christendom was asleep. But, through the mercy of God, the cry has gone forth—that soul-stirring cry,
“Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet Him.”
Are we ready? Do we have oil in our vessels—the true grace of God’s Spirit in our hearts? Solemn inquiry! They that are “ready” shall go in with the Bridegroom. The rest shall be shut out into outer darkness—the awful region of weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth—that place where hope can never come—where not one single ray of light can ever shine in upon the gloom of eternity.
O! May God’s Spirit stir up all our hearts, and make us thoroughly in earnest! May we be seen with girded loins and burning lights, as men who are really waiting for their Lord! May we seek to sound a warning note in the ears of our fellow men, as we pass along, from day to day. Lord, make us serious!